ROSES POV
Nothing made sense anymore, I wasn't even sure I knew who I really was anymore. I had so many conflicting memories and emotions, Arrow and River made me feel things I had never felt before, where Shadow and Chaos made me want to strangle them for breathing
"Scar, we will figure it out, stop worrying." Arrow's voice comes from my left, where he's sitting next to me on the couch in his Dads living room. "It's been happening every night." Chaos' voice drifts through the doorway. I don't hear the muffled response, but a few moments later River shuffles only the room, a small vial held in his hand. He kneels in front of me, offering me the vial of blue liquid.
"Dad says it will help keep your Father out of your head, everything is pointing to Chaos and Shadows Father." He whispers, pressing the vial into my hand. I nod, swallowing around the lump in my throat as I take it from him.
